บท 150: Chapter 149: Darling of Maternal Great Aunt

Mianmian's words brought absolute silence to the Meeting Room.

Su Chaoyang held his older brother, Su Chaoyu, tightly, the little boy with a watermelon-shaped head stammered, "Bro, such, such a big stick, if it hits us, we'll get flattened, do we have an air pump at home?"

Cartoon characters might survive being squashed by inflating themselves with air, but where does that happen in reality? Su Chaoyu mercilessly burst his younger brother's naive bubble, "An air pump won't save us!"

Could this little auntie be intentionally trying to kill them?

Su Chaoyu, who had already felt that Mianmian's arrival spelled trouble, couldn't help but think this. He even remembered what his grandmother had told him, that it was fortunate his uncle hadn't become engaged, otherwise his uncle would have had other children soon.